‘This great monk looked like there was no fluctuation in his body. Although he stood there, he could not feel the human being without looking at his eyes. The innate realm must be the innate realm of unity between man and nature.’

Looking at the old monk walking out, Bai Xiaosheng was anxious!

What he knew, Xiao Feng naturally knew, so his eyes looked extremely serious when he looked at the monk. He didn't expect that there was such an old monk in the innate realm that no one knew about was hidden in Shaolin Temple.

Practicing Qi, practicing spirit, and innate are the three realms that Master Xiao Feng has practiced. They are proven and divided by him carefully. Xiao Feng is naturally extremely familiar. But if you want to talk about the differences, Xiao Feng could not understand them. Even his master back then could not be described in many ways. In one sentence, it is mysterious and can only be understood but not expressed in words!

However, Xiao Feng has a deep understanding of the power of the innate realm!

The old monk is very old and moves quite slowly. Seeing his slow look, it makes people feel impatient. Murong Fu took two steps forward, pointed at him and shouted, "How long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk slowly raised his head and said, "The donor asked me how long have I been hiding here...?" The six people stared at him together, only to see that he was confused and had no energy, but his voice was just the accent that praised Xiao Feng.

Murong Fu said: "Yes, I'll ask you how long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk bent his fingers and calculated. After a while, he shook his head, and said with apology on his face, "I...I can't remember clearly, I don't know if it was forty-two years or forty-three years. When this old layman Xiao first read the sutras at night, I...I have been here for more than ten years. Later... Later, the old layman Murong came. A few years ago, the monk Poluxing of the Indian monk came out to steal the sutras. Alas, come and go, and you have to mess up the sutras in the pavilion, and I don't know why."

His words surprised Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo. He didn't expect that he came to Shaolin Temple to secretly practice martial arts. None of the monks in the temple knew about it. How could this old monk know?

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were both a little unbelievable. They didn't think there would be any problems with their own vision. Xiao Yuanshan shouted, "Why have I never seen you?"

The old monk shook his head slowly, saying a pity: "The layman is fully energetic in martial arts books, and he is completely unlucky, so he naturally cannot see the old monk. I remember that the layman came to the pavilion to borrow the first night. It was a "No Form-Fake Tribulation Guide" that layman entered the demonic path from that night, which is a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan's face changed and he was shocked. He stole into the Sutra Pavilion for the first night and found a "Wuxiangjieqianqi" and knew that this was one of the 72 unique skills of the Shaolin School. He was overjoyed at that time. No one knew about this except himself. Could it be that the old monk was witnessing it with his own eyes? For a moment, he said: "You...you...you..."

When the few people saw him, they knew that the old monk was right, and they all looked at the old monk like ghosts.

Next to Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng looked solemn and clasped his fists and said, "Master, please don't tease the younger generation's biological father."

"Oh?" The old monk and the others looked at Xiao Feng with some surprise. Although the old monk's eyes were turbid, under his eyes, Xiao Feng's heart trembled, and he felt extremely dangerous, as if he had been seen through by this person. But soon, this gaze disappeared, but he didn't know that the old monk's gaze shifted to Bai Xiaosheng again, allowing Bai Xiaosheng to experience the same feeling as naked as the fairy tale novel.

Seeing the two, the old monk smiled and said, "They are the heroes of the martial arts world! It's amazing that the two of them have such cultivation at a young age!"

The four people who didn't understand the reason were a little surprised. They didn't know why the old monk turned his words, but they also understood the old monk's meaning. He was praising Xiao Feng and Bai Xiaosheng. This made the other four people's eyes sink.

"Mr. Xiao and Mr. Murong are very busy in this Sutra Pavilion. It's a pity that the two lay Buddhists only have martial arts books, but they throw the essence of my Buddhist essence aside. The two lay Buddhists are masters today, and they actually do the business of buying a box and returning a pearl. It's really a joke!" The old monk shook his head, with a look of pity on his face. He looked at Murong Bo and said, "The heart of a lay Buddhist is more greedy than that of Mr. Xiao. What Mr. Xiao practiced was just how to build the existing martial arts of the Shaolin School. Mr. Murong included the seventy-two unique skills of the temple one by one, and recorded a copy of it in his mind. Only then did he re-open the Sutra Pavilion and return it to the original book. I think that over the years, the lay Buddhists have tried their best to integrate these seventy-two unique skills, and maybe they have been taught to the son."

This time, he did not say the next thing, nor did he click on Jiumozhi. Because Murong Fu's internal strength greatly improved, he had the capital to learn the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

However, the old monk was an old monk. Although he could not tell whether Murong Fu had learned the Shaolin skills, he saw the hidden dangers of Jiumozhi. He knew that he had to practice the Shaolin skills, and he also reversed the order and practiced randomly.

Therefore, he said again: "The King of Dalun Ming, I didn't expect that you had even secretly learned my 72 Shaolin skills. It's a pity that I was completely wrong. Your order is reversed, and the disaster is already in the evening."

Jiumozhi had never entered the Sutra Pavilion and said coldly to the old monk without fear, "What order is reversed? The great disaster is already in the evening? Isn't the master's words very alarmist?"

The old monk shook his head slowly, but unfortunately said, "It's a shame to say! This sect's martial arts was passed down from the Patriarch of Bodhidharma. Buddhists learn teeth to strengthen their bodies, protect the Dharma and subdue demons. When practicing any martial arts, they always have the thought of compassion and kindness. If they do not use Buddhism as the basis, they will definitely hurt themselves when practicing martial arts. The deeper they practice, the more severe the injury they suffer. If they practice are just external skills of punches, kicks, weapons and hidden weapons, then it's fine, it will be very harmful to themselves. You only need to be strong and resist them by yourself..."

Suddenly, I heard the sound of talking downstairs, and followed the stairs to hold, hold, and hold, and gently, and the monks were leaping on the pavilion. First, there were two monks from the Shaolin Sect, Xuansheng and Xuanmi, followed by the people of the Shenshan Mountain, Master Daoqing, Master Guanjin, and other foreign monks, followed by the Tianzhu Zheluo Xing, Bo Xingxing, and the brothers of the Xuan generation, Xuangui and Xuanjing. The monks saw that Xiao Yuanshan, son of Murong Bo, son of Jiumozhi, and Bai Xiaosheng were all in the pavilion. They were all surprised to hear the strange-looking old monk speaking. These monks Zeng were very skilled people, and they did not come forward to disturb him at the moment. They stood aside and listened to what he said.

The old monk saw the monks coming up and ignored them and continued, "But if you practice the best martial arts in this school, such as the fingers of the flower, the fingers of the Tara Leaf, the Prajna palm, etc., if you do not use compassionate Buddhism to reconcile the Dharma every day, the more you hide the more deeply, and it will be a hundred times more powerful than any external poison. The Great Wheel Mingwang is a disciple of my Buddhist school. He studied the Dharma carefully and recited and distinguished it. He was unparalleled in the world, but if you do not have the idea of ​​giving compassion and saving all living beings, although the scriptures are well-versed and the wonderful arguments are unobstructed, you will never be able to eliminate the hostility that you have when practicing these high-quality martial arts."

After hearing a few words, everyone realized that the old monk's words were of great significance, and that what the predecessors had never told him, all their hearts were filled with awesomeness. When Bai Xiaosheng heard this, his heart couldn't help but move. He remembered someone coming and blurted out: "You are Master Lingkong..."

"Master Lingkong?" Everyone was very surprised to hear Bai Xiaosheng's name. They had never heard of this name before, but the old monk looked at Bai Xiaosheng even more unexpectedly, wondering why he knew him.

At this time, Xiao Feng also suddenly woke up and said in surprise: "Master Lingkong... the Master Lingkong who said, 'The Buddha is Buddha, and I am also Buddha'?"

As soon as he said this, the people around him were shocked. The Buddha was a Buddha and believed in his life, but this guy actually said that I am also a Buddha. Isn’t this rebellion, seeking death?

This guy is really a monk from Shaolin Temple?

Not to mention those outsiders of the temple, even a few monks from the Xuan generation also looked at each other. Why have they never heard of Master Lingkong? However, Shaolin Temple really can't stand him if he dares to say this.

"Amitabha!" Xuansheng bowed and asked Bai Xiaosheng, Xiao Feng asked, "Dare you dare to be two lay Buddhists, Master Lingkong is the senior of my temple's Lingzi?"

The two looked at each other, and Bai Xiaosheng, who was good at speaking, said, "No, right! Master Lingkong was a famous monk in Shaolin. Although he was not old, his spirit of Buddhism and martial arts were powerful, which was famous. However, he once blurted out of the world, 'The Buddha is Buddha, and I am also Buddha', which made the people in Shaolin Temple think that he was a traitor and was expelled from Shaolin. I once saw an introduction about Master Lingkong in the notes of a senior, saying that the master was a martial arts genius, which made the senior highly praised. I really didn't expect that the master would hide in the martial arts world and hide in Shaolin Temple."

Everyone looked at each other, and one of them was even more surprised. The monk of the Ling generation was the uncle and uncle of the master of the Xuan generation. Then his age... was probably ten years old.

"Good, good! I didn't expect that I would never have appeared in the world for decades, and there was still someone who remembered my name." Lingkong shook his head, and said with a look of nostalgia on his face, "I was really arrogant back then. I thought my Buddhist spirit and martial arts are the world. But after leaving Shaolin, I realized that I was really watching the sky! It was precisely because of this that I returned to Shaolin Temple and asked my mentor for the task of cleaning the Sutra Pavilion. This sweep will last for a lifetime."

"Taoism says that seeing mountains are not mountains, and seeing water is not water. I said that if you don't enter this mountain, how can you know the true face of this mountain? Fortunately, the old monk has lived in the Sutra Library all his life, and then he realized the meaning of Buddhist subtle words, otherwise there would be only one more delusional person in the world."
Chapter completed!